In the midst of the roaring "Well done! Brilliant! The Football Association is squealing!" that filled the stadium, Chen Hero turned and embraced his teammates who were swarming him in celebration, a smile on his face.

His teammates didn't know what Chen Hero had written on his undershirt, nor could they hear the tremendous shouts that suddenly erupted over the stadium.

However, they understood the gesture very clearly. It was Chen Hero's slap celebration. They just didn't know who he was slapping, or why.

No matter, let's celebrate the goal!

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Zhong Chusheng's face was unsightly. He clenched his fists tightly at his sides, trembling slightly.

He felt as though the slap had landed on his own face. Being humiliated so thoroughly in front of 50,000 people was a first for him. Although the Chinese Football Association was constantly being cursed, such rebukes rarely occurred in their presence. They couldn't hear it, they couldn't see it, and so, out of sight, out of mind.

But when such curses and insults appeared directly in front of them, he couldn't remain calm. If it were just the slap, that would be one thing. The problem was that tens of thousands of people were shouting along... Listen to what they were saying!

Zhong Chusheng couldn't tolerate this kind of humiliation, but what could he do? Ban Hero from the national team, announce his permanent expulsion? He wasn't afraid!

Forbid him from participating in domestic matches? He didn't really have many opportunities to play in China anyway...

So he could only endure this slap. The frustration and anger in his heart!

He had nowhere to vent it.

The expressions of his colleagues beside him weren't much better, but they didn't have Zhong Chusheng's composure and couldn't hold back. They immediately exclaimed, "What's going on with this Chen Hero?"

"Does he know what he's doing?"

"It's simply absurd!"

"Who gave him such audacity?!"

A group of people pounded on the armrests of their chairs and began to curse.

In fact, when Chen Hero raised his hand to slap, they didn't react due to their intelligence and knowledge. When Chen Hero pointed at his lifted undershirt for them to see, they couldn't see it clearly either—they were too far away, and they didn't have binoculars. But it didn't matter, there were small televisions in the stands that allowed them to see what was happening on the field. These televisions shared the same signal as the live broadcast.

So the thoughtful live broadcast displayed Chen Hero's words clearly in front of them. Although CCTV quickly realized something was wrong and cut away within seconds, it was already too late.

Now even the dumbest among them realized that Chen Hero's slapping gesture was directed at the Football Association!

Camacho, who had been silent all along, still didn't react. Although he couldn't understand Chinese, he could tell what was going on by looking at the atmosphere and the expressions and reactions of the Football Association officials around him.

It seemed the advice he'd received was correct: Chen Hero and the Chinese Football Association had deep conflicts...

It seemed unlikely that Chen Hero would be able to join the national team... At least the Football Association wouldn't allow it.

But it was just the Asian Top 20 qualifiers, not even the final qualifiers... He thought it shouldn't be too difficult. If all else failed, then so be it. They would manage without Chen Hero... He would wait and see if the conflict between the two sides could ease by the time they reached the Top 10, and then consider recruiting him into the national team...

Although he felt some regret, Camacho still didn't think that lacking Chen Hero was a big deal.

Of course, this was entirely because Camacho didn't understand the level of Chinese and Asian football. He didn't realize this yet... but he would soon! In no more than a month!

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After Chen Hero fiercely slapped the Football Association, he celebrated the goal with his teammates and ran back to the field. The game was about to restart.

The players on the Chinese national team were all frightened by Chen Hero. Chen Hero's goal wasn't a big deal, but that celebration gesture was too shocking!

Even the most famous and individualistic players on the national team would only get tattoos on their arms and necks, dye their hair, or at most, act like a bully in the team and go against the coach. Go against the Football Association? They didn't have the guts. In front of the Chinese Football Association, they were all grandsons, even when Nan Yong, Yang Yimin, and Xie Yalong were imprisoned.

Anyone who dared to go against the Football Association would have no place in Chinese football. There were many ways to make your life a living hell.

But Chen Hero had done it! In front of 50,000 live spectators and countless television viewers, he had slapped the Football Association!

He was truly audacious!

But why... why did we feel a little envious?

That's true individuality!

Watching Chen Hero run back to the field surrounded by his Liverpool teammates, many were captivated.

He played football abroad, and he was doing so well that he didn't have to care about the Football Association's opinion.

Chen Guofeng was also watching intently.

From Chen Hero's one action, he could tell that Chen Hero had no chance of joining the national team in the near future. He didn't have to worry about anyone taking his place. His attitude towards Chen Hero returned to pure appreciation...

And then he thought Chen Hero's slap was so cool!

He was indeed arrogant, very arrogant, but he deserved to be!

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Gao Hongbo was stunned when he saw Chen Hero's slap from the sidelines. Then he lowered his head, not letting anyone see his expression.

He understood in his heart—his previous thoughts were just wishful thinking. It seemed that his conflict with the Chinese Football Association was very deep, and he would never be able to join the national team... So what was the point of this friendly match? Was it just to let Chen Hero slap the Football Association in front of the nation's fans?

He raised his head again, looked up at the sky, sighed imperceptibly, and shrugged his shoulders slightly before letting them fall.

Passing the Top 20 seemed hopeless.

Chinese football would have to wait another four years!

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Everyone had speculated before the match that this game would be an opportunity for Chen Hero and the Football Association to reconcile. After this game, Chen Hero could play for the national team as early as the match against Laos, or at the latest, the first match of the Top 20 on September 3rd.

Who would have thought that Chen Hero's clean and crisp slap would come out... Their jaws dropped.

This was an open break! A provocation! No one could tolerate such provocation. With this slap, the Football Association would never recruit him into the national team!

Was he cutting himself off from the national team?

Why did Chen Hero do this?

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The game restarted, but everyone's focus was clearly no longer on the match. Everyone was discussing the meaning behind Chen Hero's celebration gesture.

Something must have happened, otherwise why would Chen Hero make such a drastic celebration?

When Chen Hero scored his second goal in the first half and ran to the bottom of the stands to make the slapping gesture again, everyone was sure—something we didn't know must have happened between Chen Hero and the Football Association! Otherwise, no matter how big the hatred, it wouldn't reach this point!

One slap wasn't enough, he had to slap them twice!

"Here it comes again! Hero slapped them again! Well done!"

The fans in the stands jumped up and cheered.

Liu Jianhong could only choose to remain silent when Chen Hero slapped the Football Association. He really didn't know what to say. Similarly, CCTV directly replayed the slow-motion replay of the goal. Although they couldn't see Chen Hero's gesture, the television audience could still hear the shouts of "Well done! Brilliant! The Football Association is squealing!" from the scene. Some fans even provided sound effects for Chen Hero, and when Chen Hero waved his arm, the whole stadium roared: "Smack!!"

No matter how good Chen Hero's goals were, no one was in the mood to watch the replays again and again. Everyone just wanted to see Chen Hero slap the Football Association. So CCTV was cursed on the internet again...

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If the match hadn't had more than fifty minutes left, the media would have rushed onto the field, grabbed Chen Hero, and asked him to explain what this gesture meant and what had happened between him and the Football Association.

For now, they could only guess in their hearts, giving full play to their imagination.

At the same time, everyone secretly decided that they would not let Chen Hero off easily after the game, and they must make him tell them the reason!

In this way, what should have been a harmonious commercial match, a friendly match, was stirred up by Chen Hero's two slaps, and the atmosphere became strange.

Some people in the stands felt like they were sitting on pins and needles, the people in the media seats were full of question marks, the people in the stands cheered loudly and joined the ranks of slapping the Football Association, and the people in front of the television cursed CCTV for not showing them how Chen Hero slapped the Football Association...

Chen Xing and Niang were also sitting in the stands, two rows behind the Football Association officials. The two looked at each other.

Niang shook his head and said to Chen Xing in English: "It seems that his relationship with the Chinese Football Association is very bad! Will this affect our expansion plan in the Chinese market?"

Chen Xing curled his lips, pointing to the cheering fans below: "Does this look like it will have a negative impact?"

Niang nodded: "It seems that scolding the Football Association is not just a characteristic of English and Italian fans..."

The two then smiled at each other.

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Chen Tao in front of the TV laughed, and laughed very happily. As the parent of a Chinese football player, he knew better than anyone else how awful Chinese football was, so he had no good feelings for the Football Association. Now that he saw the Football Association officials being slapped twice by his son, he felt as refreshed as drinking a bottle of iced beer on a hot summer day.

"Good slap, slap those idiots!"